matilda-'s Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the 5th of July My entry was long, really long, filled with details about last night. It got deleted. My kiddnapping (by Tori and Tristin), the fireworks seen from the top of the garage downtown, the Naked Lounge (and goldfish), and the kiss. He asked me. Whatever I said, something I mumbled, I'm not sure but he thought he had permission to kiss me. Every time I type the word "kiss" I end up typing "kill", and having to go back and fix it. See, what does that tell you? And I must have done something right (or wrong depending on how you look at it) because he wanted to do it again. I didn't jump back, it really was a nice kiss. But it was wrong on so many levels I don't know where to start. No kisses. But the mocha at the Naked Lounge, now that's something I could do again. Take me home! Don't either of you suggest coming in to hang out! No, no, no, let me be. Good ol' Dick left me voicemail. That was good, that was the highlight of my night. Voicemail. But it was too late to call him back so I went to sleep instead, but not before I took note of the ache in my left ear. Now it's more of a stabbing pain. Happy Friday. 15:36 - Friday, Jul. 05, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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